I’m not enjoying it. But it excites me! It doesn’t even hurt when I take him into my throat anymore. When he finally came I swallowed quickly and ...aited for him to push me away.He started to get up but I thought it would be better if I could get to his bedroom and at least straighten it up a little before he goes to bed. So I timidly spoke up, “Sir, may I speak?”He looked at me, he looks annoyed at me for having the temerity to even ask, but he asked impatiently, “What?”“Please Sir. Let me. I know we treated you like shit, but from what I saw I honestly thought that you got off on being treated like that; I did not realize just how much you disliked it until you told us today."I thanked her and we hung up. I went back into the kitchen and finished off doing my mommy thing. Everything seemed to be normal. Clark was home on time, we all did our things that we did every night, well, the things we did every night up until three days ago, that is. I got the kids off to bed and kissed. When i turned, i saw sruthi winking at the girls. Then i understood everything. Asking for my help was a put on act for them to get me alone. My dick was stiff inside my jeans. I grabbed amrutha by her thighs, lifted her short skirt all the way up and buried my face between her luscious thighs. She slid down to the floor, i along with her. Rachel and sruthi were busy tugging at my clothes to get them off. I had amrutha’s panties off and was sucking her succulent pussy, she was creaming all over. "Rawr!" she cheered. "I guess you'll be needing my shirt now," Tracy mock-pouted. She hopped up and stuck out her chest--rocking back and forth like an impatient little girl. I know it's a cliché to get all hot and bothered when a grown woman pulls the "ditzy little girl" shtick, but man, Tracy had it down to a science. Those wide green eyes stared innocently into mine as I reached forwards and opened her shirt one button at a time. Huge swells of creamy cleavage came into view, highlighted by.